Tag: apology

Feedback from other bloggers is the lifeblood of many an online outpouring. I know I look forward to these responses, and I try to give back my share of them to other bloggers.

But there is a certain kind of feedback that raises one’s hopes, only to dash them. Here is one example, of the type you may be familiar with:

You’re so interesting! I don’t believe I have read through a single thing like that before. So wonderful to discover somebody with some unique thoughts on this subject. Really… thank you for starting this up. This website is one thing that is required on the web, someone with a bit of originality!

It’s been a while since I’ve visited flim-flam spam flummery on this blog. As I’ve mentioned once or twice before, I occasionally check through spam comments to see if any genuine remarks have been hoovered up.

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Apologies to regular readers for my recent irregular posts, entirely due to family circumstances (like the birth of another grandchild), house renovation (like new fences and drystone walling) and musical calls on my time (like choral concerts and piano accompanying).

Apologies too to bloggers whose blogs I follow but haven’t got round to following in a steady fashion for a few weeks now — not kind or friendly, I know, but due to the same reasons.

All of which is just to appraise you of the fact that I hope to return to the fold soon with a more steady schedule: I have reviews, observations on word etymology and shades of meaning, plus comments on Asberger’s and general literary matters all in the offing.

See, I haven’t forgotten you really.

PS This post will self-destruct in due course — that is, I myself will delete it when I return to the weblog community in a more structured fashion.

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I owe huge apologies to bloggers I follow and bloggers who follow me, both here and on sister sites.

The house is in the final stages of chaos, we’re assured by our builders. (Well, they didn’t quite put it like that; they did say they’d be out by Easter because they had another job to go to after then.)

The picture shows the sitting room; we’re still sleeping in the room with bookshelves (the spare-room-cum-library) while I paint woodwork, walls and ceilings on the top floor. But while huge progress has been made there’s still an equally huge amount to be done.

And that’s why, dear reader, I’ve apparently been neglecting you. I hope you understand — it’s not because I’ve lost interest, just lacking time and energy. Normal service will, as they say, be resumed as soon as possible. But so sorry for the hiatus.